Umpft!  Snort!  Stretch….ahhh!

What am I hearing?

COYOTES!  The Coyotes are close…right in the bean field!

WAKE UP MOM!!! HOWWWWWWWWWWWWWL!

BAYYYYYYYYYY!  OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

I ran to the grain bins and bayed to the coyotes…Scram you nasty critters! I yelled.  About that time I heard Mom outside–Good!  She scared them away!

Good job!

I trotted back to Mom and we sat on the back step.

Wow! What a beautiful night!  It made heart lift in great joy!

So much so I walked into the middle of the lawn; lifted my nose way up in the air, made my mouth into a tiny o, and let out a plaintive sound.

I sang and sang for a very long time.  Trying to reach back, back in time to all those that came before.

When I was done Mom called me over and gave me a big hug.  “I understand, Boomer.  I wish I could reach back in time also” she said.

We sat on the back step, just mom and I, letting the silver light flood over us.

Boomer